Monday, July 10, 2017

Such is life

I spent a good part of this weekend worrying about a health crisis in our little family. I'll probably be able to write in more detail at some point, but for now I'm in shock.
To push it all aside for a while, I turned to Netflix, more specifically to the oddest series I've watched in a long time: soft porn meets shrill psychodrama in the form of Gypsy. Here's one review.

Blythe Danner, Naomi Watts, Billy Crudup: what are they doing here?

After episode 10 (no, I couldn't look away; I finished the damn thing), however, as the credits were rolling, the song "Jean" played. Glenn Yarbrough? Rod McKuen?

Rod McKuen, of course. I was instantly back, sitting with my mother, listening to her Rod McKuen LPs. I have Listen to the Warm somewhere around here . . .

I searched for the version that played over the credits: It wasn't gravelly Rod McKuen's voice. I had forgotten that Oliver had a hit (I had forgotten about Oliver, in fact). I think it was Oliver, but frankly the singer sounded more like Glenn Yarbrough.